Meeting a young, beached whale. Once living, now a massive lump of solid, cold, yet still flexible rubber-like tissue. The hoards of people had long gone. Only a handful were hanging around. After that, it was just me and him and the full moon. Silent, humbling.

Two great friends gave me, darn lucky bastard that I am, this extra opportunity to register my world. As a wanderer always on the go, be it close or far, iPhone + instagram became my second nature. This is what it looks like, some days, some nights.

A selection of my still and moving images : no room but a view Moonfish Queer tango in Istanbul portraits Istanbul adopteert pinguïn iMagines Crisis aan de Middellandse Zee / Crisis at the Mediterranean OKAN-school outside the box short videos